The Haunting of the Woman in Black

WHATEVER WALKED THERE, WALKED ALONE

No live organism can continue for long to exist sanely under conditions of absolute reality; even larks and katydids are supposed, by some, to dream. Hill House, not sane, stood by itself against the hills, holding darkness within; it had stood so for eighty years and might stand for eighty more. Within, walls continued upright, bricks met neatly, floors were firm, and doors were sensibly shut; silence lay steadily against the wood and stone of Hill House, and whatever walked there, walked alone.

Yesterday I finished the first season of the new Netflix show, The Haunting of Hill House. I have slightly mixed feelings about it, but as a final conclusion, I did like it very much. It was a lot slower by tempo than my usual preference, but it’s definitely not a bad idea to step out of your comfort zone. Especially if you’re like me and tend to get stuck in old habits.

Visually, I found the series beautiful. Hauntingly beautiful. There was a lot of dark subjects, a lot of inner demons of the characters, but perhaps that’s why it seemed even better for me. It’s something I’ve been going through, and still am. Hence the silence in the blog as well. And the lack of proper content. But I will slowly try and get back to the rhythm of posting at least once a week!

THE WOMAN IN BLACK

I’ve had the pleasure of working with an actual photographer, who also took these beautiful pictures. I really love how these turned out, and the colors are just stunning! The dress was given to me by one of my models, whose pictures might also make an appearance in the blog. These pictures were taken in Fiskars, a beautiful little village not far from where I live. The location couldn’t have been more perfect!

I loved Daniel Radcliffe’s The Woman in Black movie, and this legend has always fascinated me, so it was fun to delve into such character. Especially during Halloween season.